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Chapter 4

I felt frivolous and I felt the impulses had taken me completely. I imitate the movement of the video by pressing it and hitting it. My agility was very bad. His skin was smooth and white, and very easily touched. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

He was already red, because I thought what I wanted to do with anger and shameful dementia, dementia that his face could not be harder. He wanted to impress me, apart from his resistance, I had nothing more than a baby player for me. My hands were like thorns. He completely prevented me.

My breath was heavy and heavy, I wanted to do it in real life to satisfy me, so I hesitated and I did not come to your body ferociously. To be honest, I think it’s very painful today. His whole body trembled, he took the carpet firmly in his hand as if he wanted to dig them. I heard she had oppressed □ □ of pain, but instead encouraged my wish. I felt extremely enjoyable in my body, but I was not worried about my feelings. I could not check myself too. This is my first experience. I could not stop. The only bad luck was that he did not work together as a video for a man. He struggled as if she depended on her life, but it was also a different kind, from beginning to end, it deepened my will to conquer as well as my joy.

I did not know how long it ran without energy. I lay on my bed and I could not speak. I slept deeply with my eyes closed.

I was a little bit in the morning, opened her eyes, I saw an outside clock and found that I slept for more than an hour. At this moment my heart was a little empty. I did not remember what I did, but remembered immediately. Just when I saw my head around me and saw that he was still next to my party, I thought it was incredible, I realized not all dreams. His eyes were closed, but I was 100% sure he was Nemiga that his tears would create a large wet patch on the pillow and spill out of his eyes without interruption.

I remembered that the other one suddenly shot his clothes, because he had gone secretly. According to his personality, he did not dress my clothes because of the pain of what he was now, nothing in particular. His lips were pale, so I think it could be a chance that he could not walk.

Suddenly I was very scared, I did not know what to do. I felt that the nature of our relationship changed after this afternoon. Is it also a kind of “male crude complex”?

I was really passionate about thinking about it as a game, unfortunate, or a conflict between children. That means that I crush out, promised to please their words and actions, and my heart was completely defiled. First of all I put my clothes and then I released a new set of clothes that my father sent to me before the box. Because our height does not change much, you should carry it.

I did not have clothes and aside, sitting in bed, I said you were before me before the cool. Who will hurt me to become a good end of the year. This time I’ll get off, we’re still doing it. But I’ll tell you if izietat warns you to do that, you and your parents smejasies. Do not forget these images. Generally, people who have suffered loss always become you. “He thinks nothing else has happened, others think you are mentally ill, they will simply not believe in you. About him, he never left eyes, he only piesitināja left a row of teeth when he refused to piesitināja his tears came out of his eyes again. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

I did not say anything, I was successful, I could not do it yet. I really felt the interior of the sky, but I was afraid he called me, so it was not perfect.

I felt helpless in my upper body and I intended to help him wear clothes. I thought his lips were always white, and I saw his body trembled, I thought it was very painful. Suddenly, I apologized a little.

When my hand touched my body, his body trembled with fear. He opened his eyes and defeated me with hatred and fear. But he did not have the power to take my hand.

Such a nail at all Nācot [1], I felt very boring and drapery clothes on his body “And carry it yourself. You wear your own clothes If you do not want it, of course, that’s fine You can stay daily this day and you can spend it min. “I intended to alienate myself, but my deep inner thinking, I wanted something to do so.

He stood little by little trying before he lifted his clothes slowly.

I saw he was carrying unusual difficulties before he took a slow hand. I’ve never seen anyone practice very slowly, it was a bit fun, but at the same time I was sorry a bit. I saw him, because he swung a button for his age and failed at last. I can no longer laugh, I touched him and got a button. He left this time, just throwing my head and not meeting me. These buttons were really unique designs. We were very close to us, the smell of his body raised my face. His breath suddenly swung my hand, I did not want anything else than a worse button.

He finally dressed and just got up and stayed with many difficulties. I told him to wait. I opened the door, went to the cellar, grasped the bicycle and could come back to him. When I got home he left. I think he was not far away, but I was too frightened and he looked for him anywhere. As I sat on the sofa in the room, my heart was completely empty.

I asked outside the school for a few days and I was struggling to do it as if I had been hurt in my flu, fever or body parts. To explain this, I was just afraid to see Lee Zhen Yun. I said that I did not want Wang Xiao Yong and other people to come and hide in the sky.

At last, when I dared and went to the classroom, I found my feet weakened as I entered the classroom. I cursed me several times. Wang XiaoYong has not yet arrived, he has postponed again.

[1] 钉 子 That means literally a nail, it is a dialect used in Northern Ireland. Basically, Sonko (literally means hammer) is also a slang for some d * ck. And, of course, a nail is smaller than a hammer, so d is used to ridicule people who are small. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.[/hide]

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Chapter 4

I felt light-headed, impulse had already completely taken over me. I imitated the movements in the videos by pinching here and touching there. My skills were very bad. His skin was smooth and white, it was very pleasing to touch.

He had already faintly guessed what I wanted to do, with anger and shyness mixed together, his face was so red it couldn’t get any redder. He wanted to kick me except his resistance was nothing more than child’s play to me. My hands were like pincers, he was completely helpless against me.

My breathing became heavier and heavier, I wanted to do it in real life to satisfy myself, so I didn’t hesitate any longer and violently went inside his body. To be honest, at that very moment even I thought it was extremely painful. His entire body was trembling and his hand gripped firmly onto the bedsheets as if he wanted to rip them apart. I heard his oppressed □□ of pain but instead it just fueled my desire. I tasted extreme euphoria inside his body, I didn’t care about his feelings at all. Plus, I couldn’t control myself either, that was the first time I experienced what was known as □□. I couldn’t stop, the only regret was that he didn’t cooperate perfectly like the male leads in the videos. From beginning to end, he kept on struggling as if his life depended on it, but this was also another type of stimulation, it deepened my pleasure as well as my desire to conquer him.

I didn’t know how long it was before I didn’t have any energy left. I lay on the bed and couldn’t even speak. I closed my eyes and slept deeply.

I was a bit confused when I opened my eyes, I looked at the hanging clock and realised I had only slept for more than an hour. My mind was a bit blank at that point, I didn’t have a recollection of what I did but I quickly remembered. I thought it was unbelievable, it wasn’t until I turned my head around and saw that he was still lying next to me did I realise it wasn’t all a dream. His eyes were closed but I was 100% sure he wasn’t sleeping, his tears were pouring out of his eyes nonstop causing a big wet patch on the pillow.

I was still pondering over why he didn’t secretly leave and suddenly remembered that the others had taken his clothes away. According to his personality, he wouldn’t leave wearing my clothes and especially with the pain he was in now. His lips were pale so I thought to myself that there may have been a chance he couldn’t even walk.

All of a sudden I felt very terrified, I didn’t know what to do. I even felt that after this afternoon was over, the nature of our relationship would change. Could this also be some sort of ‘male virgin complex’?

I tried hard to think of it as a game or a prank, or even a quarrel between guys. It’s just that my heart was a complete mess, I relentlessly scolded myself and vowed to calm my words and actions. I put on my clothes first and then took out a set of new clothes my dad previously sent me from the drawer. Our heights weren’t very different so he should be able to wear it.

I held the clothes and sat on the edge of the bed before I coldly said, “You’ve offended me before. No one who offends me has a good ending. I’ve let you off lightly this time, we’re even now. However I do warn you, if you go out and tell anyone about what happened then either others will think you’re mentally ill or they just won’t believe you at all. Otherwise, you and your parents will all be laughed at. Don’t forget about those photos. Overall, the person’s who’s going to suffer losses will always be you.” He didn’t say anything nor did he open his eyes, he just bit his lips firmly, leaving a row of teeth marks when he let go. Tears rolled out of his eyes again.

I didn’t say anything else, I finally put on a tough act, I couldn’t do it again. I actually felt very empty on the inside but it wasn’t completely because I was scared he would sue me.

I reluctantly held his upper body up and planned to help him put some clothes on. I saw that his lips were constantly pale and his body trembled, I guessed it was extremely painful. I suddenly felt slightly apologetic.

The moment my hands touched his body, his body trembled from fright. He opened his eyes and glared at me with hate and fear. However, he didn’t have any energy to push my hand away.

Coming across such a nail^[1], I felt very bored and draped the clothes over his body, “Then wear it yourself. Of course, if you don’t want to wear my clothes then that’s fine. You can just stay here every day and accompany me.” Although I had some intentions of ridicule, my deep inner thoughts wished for such a thing to come true.

He sat up with much effort, stared blankly for a while before he slowly picked up the clothes.

I looked at him drape the clothes over his body with extreme difficulty before slowly putting one hand in. I had never seen anyone dress themselves so slowly, it was a bit funny but at the same time I pitied him slightly. I gazed at him as he trembled while doing the buttons for ages and failed in the end. I couldn’t hold back my laughter anymore and reached out to help him button up. He didn’t refuse this time and only turned his head away so he wasn’t looking at me. These buttons really did have a peculiar design, I fiddled with them for many minutes in front of him. We were very close to each other, the scent of his body made my face heat up. His breathing made my hands slightly tremble, I wanted nothing more than for the buttons to have been made even weirder.

He finally got dressed and just managed to stand up by propping himself up with much difficulty. I told him to wait. I opened the door and went to the basement to grab the bike so I could send him back. By the time I came back, he was already gone. I believed he hadn’t gone far but I was too ashamed to go looking everywhere for him. I sat on the couch in the living room without moving, my entire mind was blank.

I asked for a few days off school and tried hard to make myself feel as though I had the flu or a fever, or pain in parts of my body. To blatantly put it out there, I was just afraid to see Li ZhenYun. I told Wang XiaoYong and the others to not come and find me, I just really wanted to hide in an empty world.

When I finally got the courage to go to class, I discovered that my legs felt weak when I walked into the classroom. I cursed at myself a few times. Wang XiaoYong hadn’t come yet, he was late again.

[1] 钉子 This literally means nail and is a dialect used in Northern China. Essentially, 锤子 (which literally means hammer), is also a slang for someone’s d*ck. And obviously a nail is smaller than a hammer so it’s used to ridicule someone’s d is small.[/hide]